Psalms 22
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Hind of the Dawn." A Melody of David. My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Da salon “Matar Zomon Safiya.” Zabura ta Dawuda. Ya Allahna, ya Allahna, don me ka yashe ni? Me ya sa ka yi nisa da cetona, ka yi nesa daga kalmomin nishina?
2 My God! I keep crying—By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.
Ya Allahna, na yi kuka da rana, amma ba ka amsa ba, da dare kuma ban yi shiru ba.
3 But, thou, art holy, Who inhabitest the praises of Israel.
Duk da haka kana a kursiyi a matsayin Mai Tsarkin nan; kai ne yabon Isra’ila.
4 In thee, trusted our fathers, They trusted, and thou didst deliver them;
A gare ka ne kakanninmu suka sa bege; sun dogara ka kuwa cece su.
5 Unto thee, made they outcry, and escaped, In thee, they trusted, and had not turned pale.
Sun yi kuka gare ka suka kuma sami ceto; a gare ka suka dogara kuma ba su sha kunya ba.
6 But, I, am a worm and no one, a reproach of men, and despised of a people;
Amma ni dai tsutsa ne ba mutum ba, wanda mutane suke yi wa ba’a suka kuma rena shi.
7 All that see me, laugh at me, —They open wide the mouth, They shake the head: —
Duk wanda ya gan ni yakan yi mini ba’a; suna yin mini ashar, suna kaɗa kansu suna cewa,
8 He should trust in Yahweh—let him deliver him, —Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.
“Ya dogara ga Ubangiji; bari Ubangiji yă cece shi. Bari yă cece shi, da yake yana jin daɗinsa.”
9 For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;
Duk da haka ka fitar da ni daga ciki; ka sa na dogara gare ka, ko ma a ƙirjin mahaifiyata.
10 Upon thee, was I cast from the time I was born, From the womb of my mother, my GOD, hast thou been.
Daga haihuwa an jefa ni a kanka; daga cikin mahaifiyata kai ne Allahna.
11 Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.
Kada ka yi nesa da ni, gama wahala na kusa kuma babu wani da zai taimaka.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, Strong oxen of Bashan, have enclosed me;
Bijimai masu yawa sun kewaye ni; bijimai masu ƙarfi na Bashan sun sa ni a tsaka.
13 They have opened wide against me their mouth, A lion rending and roaring.
Zakoki masu ruri suna yayyage abin da suka kama sun buɗe bakunansu a kaina.
14 Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, —My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;
An zubar da ni kamar ruwa, kuma dukan ƙasusuwana sun fiffito daga mahaɗai. Zuciyata ta zama kaki; ta narke a cikina.
15 Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.
Ƙarfina ya bushe kamar kasko, harshena kuma ya manne wa dasashina na sama; ka kwantar da ni a ƙurar mutuwa.
16 For dogs have surrounded me, —An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,
Karnuka sun kewaye ni; ƙungiyar mugaye sun sa ni a tsaka, sun soki hannuwana da ƙafafuna.
17 I may tell all my bones, They, look for—they behold me!
Zan iya ƙirga ƙasusuwana; mutane suna farin ciki a kaina.
18 They part my garments among them, and, for my vestment, they cast lots.
Sun raba rigunana a tsakaninsu suka kuma jefa ƙuri’a a kan rigunana.
19 But, thou, O Yahweh, be not far off, O my help! to aid me, make haste;
Amma kai, ya Ubangiji, kada ka yi nisa; Ya Ƙarfina zo da sauri don ka taimake ni.
20 Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:
Ka ceci raina daga takobi, raina mai daraja daga ikon karnuka.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, —Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.
Ka cece ni daga bakin zakoki; ka cece ni daga ƙahonin ɓauna.
22 I will declare thy Name unto my brethren, —In the midst of the convocation, will I praise thee.
Zan furta sunanka ga’yan’uwana; cikin taron masu sujada zan yabe ka.
23 Ye that revere Yahweh, praise him, All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him, And, stand in awe of him, all ye seed of Israel.
Ku da kuke tsoron Ubangiji, ku yabe shi! Dukanku zuriyar Yaƙub, ku girmama shi! Ku girmama shi, dukanku zuriyar Isra’ila!
24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.
Gama bai rena ko yă ƙyale wahalar masu shan wuya ba; bai ɓoye fuskarsa daga gare shi ba amma ya saurari kukansa na neman taimako.
25 Of thee, is my praise in the great convocation, My vows, will I pay, before them who revere him.
Daga gare ka yabona yake zuwa cikin babban taro; a gaban waɗanda suke tsoronka zan cika alkawarina.
26 The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.
Matalauta za su ci su ƙoshi; su da suke neman Ubangiji za su yabe shi, bari zukatanku su rayu har abada!
27 All the ends of the earth, will remember and turn to Yahweh, Yea all the families of the nations, will bow themselves down before thee,
Dukan iyakokin duniya za su tuna su kuma juya ga Ubangiji, kuma dukan iyalan al’ummai za su rusuna a gabansa,
28 For, to Yahweh, belongeth the kingdom, And One to Rule over the nations.
gama mulki na Ubangiji ne kuma yana mulki a bisa al’ummai.
29 All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!
Dukan attajiran duniya za su yi biki su kuma yi sujada; dukan waɗanda suka gangara zuwa ƙura za su durƙusa a gabansa, waɗanda ba za su iya bar kansu da rai ba.
30 My seed, shall serve him, It shall be recounted, of the Lord, to a generation that shall come:
Zuriya masu zuwa za su yi masa hidima; za a faɗa wa zuriya na nan gaba game da Ubangiji.
31 That his righteousness may be declared to a people to be born, That he wrought with effect!
Za su yi shelar adalcinsa ga mutanen da ba a riga an haifa ba, gama ya aikata shi.
